sweet salvation

okay, salvation may be a strong word here, i mean there is only one way to salvation and that is of course through the grace of my very sweet savior jesus christ, but that's another post for another day.

have you seen these? i know, i know as always, i'm late to the party, these have been around for a while, but since i'm not into having someone hold me underwater while at the ocean, or the dead sea, shooting salt water up my nose just didn't sound like fun.

i have battled allergies all my life, took shots, took prescription meds, i have done it all! here's the fun part, when you're pregnant, most of that stuff you just don't want to mess with.

i know, things are safer now, yada, yada, yada. but its like with the whole "can you have a glass of wine" controversy.......regardless of what the facts say about moderation, i deal with enough, how do i say this delicately.......crack-babies, fetal alcohol babies, and babies of babies, that i do not want to take that chance. there are already so many factors OUT of my control that can do in-utero harm, that the factors i CAN control? oh i'm controlling!

so, i gave in to the neti pot, and despite almost drowning twice while standing at my bathroom sink, i have to say i am pleased. now i find out they have a whole line, like a "no back wash" design, a "kids mist"......you think my kids hated the booger patrol before, wait until i come at them with this.

so, neti pot, you get a thumbs up and my full endorsement.
the checks should be rolling in anytime.

monica needs.....

okay, this is straight from FACEBOOK.
yes, i've been there again.
but the latest thing is tagging. i'm running out of people to tag, so instead, i'll post here.

RULES:
Go to Google, type in your first name and the word "needs" after it. Then tell us - what are the top ten things Google says you "need"?

1. monica needs a job.

tell me something i don't know. i'm still waiting for the fame and fortune that comes with my current job.....
2. monica needs new holes in her skin.

like i need a hole in my head. are they talking piercings? acupuncture? this one is just scary!
3. monica needs a bicycle master plan.

clearly someone spilled the beans that i'm off my running master plan.
4. monica needs another dressed washed.

really? can we not forget about THAT monica?

5. monica needs a haircut

i'm trying! i'm really, really trying! but the pony is soooooo convenient.
6. monica needs to rent a room.

i have been trying for 6 years to get my own oprah space. last year i was told "my room" could be the kitchen. the kitchen!?! yes, the kitchen.
7. monica needs some highlights.

see #5
8. monica needs some volunteers.

now that's what i'm talking about! man, have i got a "to do" list for those volunteers.
9. monica needs to take the simplest measure.

okay now that's just creepy. google, you know me. you really know me.
10. monica needs to be promoted more on the east coast.

i see talk show circuit, letterman, jimmy kimmel, craig ferguson.....too bad gordon keith is off.

do you think i can get double billed with mark wahlberg?

my own scarlet letter

i have a confession to make.....
i have been unfaithful.
i have found a, well, as a female, can i have a "mistress"? a mister?
while i love the blogspot, i have found myself straying...
of course, by looking at my blogroll, i realize i am not the only one...

i originally resurrected this blog as a means for me to spare my husband all the random thoughts that go through my head.....you know, take home only about 10,000 words as opposed to all 50,000 that my x chromosomes use.
but alas, i have been absent, is it because he listens to me more, or i've just repressed more?
hmmm, that is the million dollar question.
the million dollar answer?

here's what i discovered. i love blogs because they give me a look into other people's worlds......so why not start my own. i have a pretty fun world, right?

enter FACEBOOK stage right.

the more i confirmed and the less i ignored, the more i realized i was way more interested in other people's lives than i was divulging about my own.
not only that, but just as i got used to thinking in blog posts, i quickly adapted to thinking in status updates. which of course was easy, one sentence as opposed to a few paragraphs.

and don't get me wrong, i love talking about myself, but this.....its like a giant party and everyone i know is there! a little like what i imagine heaven is like.
now that's what i'm talking about.

just call me debbie downer

okay, so if you haven't seen this movie i just spoiled it for you.
but really, how could you not see that coming?

honestly, that is probably the least depressing part of the movie.

backstory: i love movies! i mean if i could sit at a theatre all day and watch back to backs, i would. if i could have an endless supply of dvd's and not develop bedsores, i don't know that i'd get off my couch.
i love movies.

a few weeks ago, some friends and i got into a discussion of top 5/top 10 movies. we quickly realized, i was trying to cram about 40 movies into my top 5. i love movies.

i love movies because they are an escape from reality. i guess they are my drug. i could have worse vices. but really, does my life consist of high speed car chases through the narrow cobblestone streets of venice? no.
am i trying to commandeer a airplane full of ex-convicts to get home to see my daughter? no.
does my car send me back to 1985 when i hit 88mph? sadly. no.
have i ever lost my car? no.
am i engaged to a ny senator, but realize i still haven't gotten a divorce from my high school sweetheart back home? again. no.
my life is......normal.

so when i go to movies, show me something i won't see in my everyday. show me something i can't see in my everyday.

enter marley and me .
as my marlee says, this was like watching my life unfold except these people were prettier and had nicer houses.
SERIOUSLY!

save your money for beverly hills chihuahua.